Cheesy Thinking

Though Krista is home, she is not yet able to be around large crowds. Her white blood count is fine, but she is on immunosuppressents so her defenses are pretty much down. She was feeling well enough this morning (mornings have been pretty good for her), so she rested on the couch and had a great conversation with her mother while the boys and I went to church. It was wonderful to see our brothers and sisters in Christ who have been so faithful in praying for us and going so far out of their way to help us. Being back is such a new thing, though, that it was difficult for me to explain how Krista is doing. Quite often, the length of recovery seems daunting to her, especially when the pain gets difficult.

While Krista was feeling good and had the strength, she got some exercise in. She managed to take two laps across the house before she felt tired. We've also worked out her eating rhythm a little better. Very small meals, eaten frequently seem to be best. On the weekends, this can be tricky, as the weekend-only dose of antibiotic needs to be taken with plenty of food and water or her stomach gets very upset.

The upset stomach didn't flare up too badly today, even after she accidentally ate some brie. I had bought it for Adam, but the soft cheese sounded good to Krista so I gave it to her too. My sister, Becky, who came today to help us out for a couple of weeks, was surprised that she ate it because she had a friend who had a transplant who was told not to eat blue cheese or brie. I remember them saying not to eat blue cheese, but didn't realize that brie was in the same group. Fortunately, I had cut off the edible white-mold casing before serving it, thinking it was wax -- duh. She has been taking anti-fungal medicine twice a day, so she is unlikely to have a problem with it, but we'll check with the doctor tomorrow to make sure. Thanks, Becky, for letting us know!

A prudent man sees danger and takes refuge,
but the simple keep going and suffer for it.
(Proverbs 22:3, repeated in 27:12)